The Fight

Thank you for doing this, sir. 

I know it didn't go the way that you hoped. 

Sir. We made a decision together, 

and we are living with it together. 

The fact that you reminded us of that 

and reminded us who we are to each other, that — 

I think that's Leadership.

Skeletor :

"I am NOT Nice.

But, uh... uh, tell me more about 

this "Christmas" [of which You Speak]....

Little Boy :

Well... it's a WONDERFUL Time of The Year!

Everyone has LOTS of Fun..!!

Skeletor :

"You mean, they get 

in FIGHTS...?"

Children :

No..!! [ YES.] 

Skeletor :

Fights are Fun..!! 

I LIKE Fights!!

Little Girl :

....and you give each other presents...!!

Skeletor :

...and when you open them, 

they EXPLODE, right..??

[ Sometimes, yes…. The People, not The Gifts.]

Little Girl :

No!! They're NICE Gifts..!!

Skeletor :

"NICE!?! 

Doesn't sound like 

much FUN, to me....!"

Capt. Saru :

Uh, sit, please. 

I gave the rest of the crew the evening off to recuperate. 

But I asked all of you here 

because we work most closely 

and have not had a moment. 

In fact, we have lost quite a few. 

Almost every culture has a ritual 

that gathers its moments 

when it can, holds them dear. 

A time to take the measure of loved ones 

and what we have all accomplished together. 

( Silverware clanks ) 

Ah. Hmm. 

We made A Choice a millennium ago 

to follow Commander Burnham. 

I will never forget what I heard 

as I stood before each of you 

as you cast your vote. 

It was not unlike... 

A Small Prayer. 

I ask that we repeat that now. 

Evil Georgiou :

Must we really? 

Capt. Saru :

Yes, we must. 

Evil Georgiou :

( Scoffs ) 

Capt. Saru :

Lieutenant Detmer, 

Do you remember what you said? 

Lt. Detmer :

I said "Aye." 

I said, "Aye." 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye, sir. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Aye. 

Evil Georgiou :

I never said "Aye." 

But... I'm here. 

Capt. Saru :

( Raise glass to propose a Toast — Clears throat ) 

Aye. 

All: 

Aye. 

Linus: 

Is that droog-beetle pie? 

( Sniffs ) 

Mmm. 

Dr. Culber: 

What is going on between you two? 

Stammets :

I don't know. Nothing. 

Capt. Saru :

This reminds me of 

Harvest on Kaminar. 

Siranna and I would work from sunup until after sun fall, 

gathering and drying 

our seasonal kelp crops. 

Our Family would then dine together under the full moon. 

Evil Georgiou :

Kelp dries in the sun. 

An existential crisis. 

Is there some dessert? 

Dr. Culber: 

Is that a haiku? 

Evil Georgiou :

(impressed)

…Yes. 

Dr. Culber: 

Emperor Georgiou. 

Feasting on the finest cuts. 

Snarfs cookies on the down-low —

I screwed up the last line. 

( All laugh ) 

Capt. Saru :

No matter. Hear! Hear! 

Haiku? Oh. 

I puked... upon... 

No. No. 

... the Tellarite ambassador 

once at Thanksgiving. 

( All groan ) 

Yeah. 

It was an actual diplomatic crisis. 

Okay, this is not 

what I want to hear at dinner. 

I mean, who raised you people? 

Get Detmer to do one. 

No. No, I don't want to... 

Come on. Try. Try. 

Detmer: 

No. Okay. 

( Clears throat ) 

( Detmer exhales ) 

The drones can't get Stamets' blood 

off the med bay floor... 

No. Wait. 

No one can clean Stamets' blood... 

( Laughing ) 

( Exhales ) 

Okay, I've got it. I've got it. 

No one can get Stamets' blood... 

Oh, shoot. No, wait. 

Wait, wait, wait. 

( Laughs ): 

Stamets' blood is so red. 

Lieutenant. 

No, I've got it now. I've got it. 

It's five, seven, five, right? 

I don't think this is... 

It's a poem. 

It's uncalled for. Officers. 

My life is not a joke for the dinner table. 

I wasn't trying to make a joke. 

I was back at work within a few hours of being injured.

 We wouldn't have gotten anywhere near Earth if it weren't for me. 

You're not the only one to move this ship. I'm The Pilot. 

We move it. 

I never said it was just me. 

Detmer: 

You think you're the only essential personnel on this vessel. 

Look at you. It's written all over you. 

Lieutenant. 

Detmer: 

You want to fly this monster? 

Actually be responsible for every single person every single day, 

or do you just want to be 

the when-he-feels-like-it superhero 

and have everybody kiss your ass? 

The reality is I'm the only one who can make the jumps. 

I flew us into the future. 

I landed this ship. 

I landed Discovery. 

Stamets: 

Yes, and we barely survived. 

Tilly: 

Oh, my God. Stop it! 

You guys are both acting 

like complete assholes. 

Ensign Tilly. 

Why don't we all just take a breath? 

Tilly :

You guys think you have 

the market cornered on pain? 

All of our sacrifices, 

all of our experiences 

and our work, 

it matters. 

The only way we're gonna through this is as a crew. 

Stamets :

I have work to do. 

( Door whooshes open ) 

You did land this monster. 

He should be thanking you. 

Keyla. Keyla? 

Uh... 

( Clears throat ) 

Evil Georgiou: 

Well, at least the wine was good. 

( She gets up, taking it with her, because she’s evil. )

( Door whooshes open )